After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

The scenery in the setting area is still so beautiful, the fake peach blossoms are blooming brilliantly, the bonsai rockery stands in the center, the black stone bricks have been cleaned cleanly, and no trace of blood can be seen.

Mo Xiaoyu stood in the middle of the field, slightly dazed.

She couldn't remember where she fell, but when she came back here, she still seemed to be able to hear screams and exclamations in her ears.

He couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"Xiao Yu? Xiao Yu?" At this moment, a warm hand patted her shoulder and called her softly a few times.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xiaoyu came back to his senses and saw the worry in Luna's eyes.

"Are you okay?" Just now, his complexion improved a bit, why did he become a little pale again when he came here?
"I'm fine." Although her heartbeat was a little fast, it was much better than when she first entered the door.

"That's good, by the way, Boss An will talk to you." Luna suddenly raised her phone.

"An Zhengye?" Mo Xiaoyu was a little surprised. Before he could react, he saw An Zhengye's face on the phone screen.

An Zhengye was sitting on a boss chair, behind him was a bright floor-to-ceiling window, from which he could see tall buildings, which showed that he was not on a low floor.

"Aren't you in a meeting?"

"Now is the rest time." An Zhengye replied with a natural expression.

Xu Wei, who was standing in the corner, twitched his mouth, not to mention the managers of various departments sitting opposite An Zhengye, all looked at each other in blank dismay.

With so many companies being established, there are basically no breaks in meetings.

The mobile phones are all muted, and it is not allowed to answer casually during the meeting.

But less than half an hour into the meeting this morning, an abrupt cell phone rang suddenly.

Everyone was looking for someone so bold, when they saw An Zhengye picked up the phone expressionlessly.

Without hanging up or talking, he made a silent gesture towards them and picked up.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and a sentence emerged from the bottom of their hearts at the same time.

Mr. An, you have changed...

No matter what others think, An Zhengye only has Mo Xiaoyu in his eyes.

"The filming is about to start, are you nervous?" He asked with concern.

The soft tone made the meeting room even more quiet.

A pleasant female voice came from the phone.

"It's about to start, I'm a little nervous."

"Don't be nervous, trust yourself, I'll watch you shoot."

"Really?" The female voice on the phone asked everyone present.

"Well, I'll keep watching you." An Zhengye replied softly.

"An Zhengye, you're so kind." The female voice was obviously very happy, and said a few words happily. An Zhengye always had a faint smile on his face, and echoed a few words from time to time.

"I'm going to start filming."

"Go, come on." An Zhengye encouraged softly.

"Hmm." Not knowing what was on the other end of the phone, An Zhengye raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Everyone was very surprised, were they dazzled?

There is also filming, so Mrs. An called, no wonder...

Everyone was muttering in their hearts, and they were secretly looking forward, when An Zhengye suddenly raised his head, with a majestic expression, and said coldly, "Have a half-hour rest, you can go out now."

This is how they know Mr. An!
"Yes, Mr. An." Everyone left honestly, and boldly looked back, and saw that An Zhengye had picked up the phone, and saw something, and his eyes softened a lot.

It's really one thing and one thing. Everyone has a clear concept in their hearts, and they can't mess with Mrs. An.

With An Zhengye's encouragement, Mo Xiaoyu suddenly gained confidence.

She looked back at the mobile phone Luna was holding high, and walked into the studio firmly.

"Are you ready?" Fu Bo asked concerned.

"No problem." Mo Xiaoyu returned a confident look.

"Okay." Fu Bo smiled happily. Originally, he wanted to take care of Mo Xiaoyu more, but looking at her, his worries were obviously superfluous.

The two finally walked all over the place, and gave an OK gesture to Director An.

Mo Xiaoyu took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"Action!"

She opened her eyes, and at this moment she turned into Gu Ruoran.

"A Yan, you and I know each other..." She uttered the designated lines fluently, and her expression completely complied with the script.

Fu Bo was brought into the play by her, and said affectionately: "If so, having you by my side is the greatest blessing in my life."

"A Yan, you..." Mo Xiaoyu made a somewhat shy expression, and before he finished speaking, he suddenly showed a frightened expression.

"Be careful behind you!" she exclaimed.

Fu Bo reacted quickly and immediately started fighting with the man in black.

Mo Xiaoyu kept hiding behind him, frowning tightly. The moment she saw the man in black, she was a little scared at first, but she quickly melted into the scene, and she couldn't think of any fear anymore.

When it comes to the scene of picking the sword on the toes, the movements are also very smooth.

But after all, his shoulder was injured, and his movements are not as good as before.

Fortunately, the group acting is very experienced, and Mo Xiaoyu played brilliantly. Although there is no Wia in this scene, it is still very good-looking.

Soon the guards rushed over to protect the two of them. Mo Xiaoyu held a sword in his hand and had sharp eyes.

"If so, are you okay?" Fu Bo asked concerned.

"No problem, how about you?" Mo Xiaoyu looked coldly, and gave him a concerned look.

"I'm fine." While the two were talking, the assassin had already been resolved.

Only then did Mo Xiaoyu throw away the sword in his hand, and with a flash of cold light, a sword stabbed firmly into the ground.

"CUT! Over and over again!" An Dao put down the horn, looking a little excited.

Walking in front of the two of them quickly, Director An boasted without hesitation: "Xiao Yu, you acted really well."

I thought that after this accident, Mo Xiaoyu's condition might need to be adjusted, and Director An was ready to reshoot several times.

I didn't expect to be able to do it once, and Mo Xiaoyu's acting skills are not inferior at all, and even improved to a higher level, which is really a surprise.

"It's fine if you don't hold everyone back." Mo Xiaoyu said modestly.

Director An praised a few words with a smile, and then said: "The form is good, keep it up, rest for 10 minutes, and prepare for the next scene."

"Okay, Director An." Mo Xiaoyu responded, and ran towards Luna excitedly.

"An Zhengye, did you see it?" Mo Xiaoyu asked impatiently.

"I see." An Zhengye replied with a smile.

"Director An praised me!" Mo Xiaoyu shared with a smile on his face: "He praised me for improving my acting skills, am I very good?"

"Fantastic, my wife is the best." An Zhengye said dotingly.

"Hey." Mo Xiaoyu smiled even more happily, and said a few more words excitedly, before saying: "It's time for a break, hurry up and start the meeting, I'll find you after work is over."

"Okay, come on, wife."

"Come on, too." Mo Xiaoyu hung up the phone happily.

An Zhengye looked at the darkened screen with soft eyes.

Xu Wei, who was standing in the corner, wanted to remind him that it was getting late, but An Zhengye raised his head and said expressionlessly, "Xu Wei, call everyone for a meeting."

"Yes, Mr. An." Xu Wei responded, and hurried to gather everyone.

The first scene of the resumption of work went smoothly, and Mo Xiaoyu's performance of the next literary play was even more smooth.

Of course, there were times when she was NG, and there were some unexpected minor situations. After all, she was not the only actor on the set.

Overall, it went smoothly, and the first day of shooting ended happily.

When work was over, it was six o'clock in the evening.

An Zhengye usually leaves work at this time.

When Mo Xiaoyu dragged his skirt and walked to the dressing room, he thought that calling at this time would not disturb An Zhengye's work.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door of the dressing room was pushed open, the person she was thinking of was already waiting inside.

"When did you come here? How long have you been waiting?" Mo Xiaoyu asked happily.

"It didn't take long." An Zhengye stood up and touched Mo Xiaoyu's hand. His palm was icy cold, and a trace of distress flashed in his eyes: "It's been hard filming."

"It's not hard." Mo Xiaoyu smiled sweetly, letting An Zhengye warm her hands.

The relationship between the two was warm and sweet, and the existence of Luna and the makeup artist was automatically blocked. The two background panels looked at each other and quietly exited the room.

In the dressing room, there were only the two of them left.

Mo Xiaoyu's hands became warmer, only to realize that everyone had left.

"I'll change my clothes first." She felt a little shy belatedly.

"Go, I'll wait for you outside." An Zhengye let go of his hand and sat down on the sofa.

"Then I'll go." Mo Xiaoyu walked into the cubicle slowly, the corners of his mouth never dropped.

It feels so good to be in love.

It took a little time to change clothes, and finally took off the costume, but the hairpin got caught on the sweater, and Mo Xiaoyu was anxious to get it off, but it got worse and worse.

I was so anxious to use my hands that I hurt my shoulder.

"Ouch." She couldn't hold back a cry of pain.

"What's the matter?" There was a knock on the door immediately, and An Zhengye's concerned voice came.

"Shoulder hurts." Mo Xiaoyu said pitifully, with an unknowingly delicate voice.

An Zhengye became anxious when he heard that, he quickly opened the door and came in: "I'm coming in."

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Mo Xiaoyu looking a little embarrassed.

The sweater was wrapped around her head, revealing only the lower half of her small face. She had one hand in the sleeve and the other half-raised.

Through the slit of the sweater, one could see the pair of big watery eyes blinking at him pitifully, as if sending a signal for help.

"The hairpin is hooked, and the sweater can't be put on or taken off." As soon as he saw An Zhengye, Mo Xiaoyu began to complain coquettishly.

"Little idiot." An Zhengye was convinced.

Taking a step forward, he touched her shoulder first, and asked with concern, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Only when it was pulled just now did it hurt. Mo Xiaoyu was about to shake his head, but he let out another ouch, and the hairpin was pulled into his hair.

"Don't move around." An Zhengye supported her little head.

After observing for a few moments, he made a move. The problem that had troubled Mo Xiaoyu for a while was quickly solved in his dexterous hands.

Help Mo Xiaoyu put on her sweater, her hair is too messy to look at.

"Thank you." Mo Xiaoyu was a little shy, she was too clumsy.

An Zhengye didn't dislike her look at all: "I'll comb your hair for you."

"Oh." Mo Xiaoyu obediently agreed.

It was only when I sat in front of the dressing table that I realized my "beautiful" look.

Ahhh, she is ashamed to see her!
When Mo Xiaoyu was eager to find a hole in the ground, An Zhengye had already picked up the comb and combed her hair without changing his face.

Mo Xiaoyu gradually calmed down as his fingertips ran through her hair.

And thinking about it, An Zhengye's technique is really comfortable.

It was all done by blowing her hair during her recuperation period.